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~ The Light In Your Eyes ~
After some time, working and becoming enamored with the Muse, as well as reflecting upon the strange and serendipitous encounters, which were coming more rapidly than, heretofore, had been present in my life for this time, or any other, a series of events started to become clearer in my mind, becoming even clearer as the Muse took me.
It must have been the sheer import of the synchronicity, enhanced by other elements of my life, a more lucid understanding of the spiritual implications of outside influences, magickal influences, natural order to some, which was making itself a much more potent force to me personally, and to others, as well as the Muse who, at first, more than likely, saw it as a diversion, something unique in passing – the power of personality perhaps – yet, ineluctably, was becoming more pronounced, at least to me.
Funny though, in retrospect, how we always feel for the other, what we feel about ourselves, how we see them creates that action of compassion and protection which, in many cases, we seek for ourselves.
This was done, long after the initial Song was started, it was retrospective in nature, and for the first time acknowledges the element and passions of Eros.
~The Light In Your Eyes ~
(To the natural order of Attraction)
I stood there, a guest in the crowd, milling near and far
Only if for a night, the melody intoxicating;
The faces fair, and the conversation benign
The music rose, like the heels on your shoes.
Didn’t want to be there, nothing else to do
Now the light is in my eyes, talking next to me;
The Green light in your eyes
Deep as the darkest Sea.
Voices in the background, the deepest pain I see, wishing
The morning would come, the sorrow to be undone;
Then days and days, months fly by, and once again
The Song, the Green light in your eyes.
No lover on my mind, the Green light in your eyes
The talk benign, “how have you been,” “everything all right?”
The drink in your hand, the blush across your chest
You need to release.
Your rhapsody of emotions, is seen in your eyes
The green light in your eyes;
You sing and play, the pain gone for a moment
You pass by, your hands in mine – you give a little away.
You sing from the deepness of your soul –
You cry and cry and cry;
Are you a hard soul to save
Deep as the ocean, can you find the way?
A hard soul to save, with an immense ocean around it
The green light in your eyes, the smile on your face
Passing in the night, the memories begin to stir
No place for imagination.
Now there’s a green light in my eyes
A lover on my mind;
An ocean around it, a hard soul to save
The wind subsides, as I begin to row away.
Through the doors of inspiration I tread
The Song and voice, or is it only in my head?
The green light in your eyes, the song within your breast
Unfolding into the light, the assembly is mesmerized.
The deep conversation to follow, enveloping the
Darkest corners of my soul –
The saints can’t help me now, even if I had wanted it
Your smile, your comely eyes, that green light in your eyes.
Regrets, I have a few, but like old friends
They tend to collect, to relive those darkest of moments
The green light in your eyes –
It washes that away.
The armor is dented, thick and cold
The surface of the hardest steel;
The light of your green eyes, that mighty test
Has found a place to rest.
It was not a matter of resisting
But of being fair;
Some things, you know
Simply, just don’t care.
It is a wondrous thing to rejoice in Beauty for its
Own sake –
And that, I willingly do.
What does it matter, alone or not alone
As long as one is graced with silent
That essence of the Rose.
From near or far, that muse or Dame
Nor any other creature
Can take the place of that
Green light in your eyes.
I’m damned if I do, and I’m damned if I don’t
I’ve suffered and I have hoped;
But there is plenty of Rope
It’s no shot in the dark, but I feel it in my throat.
Has looking for forests of green
Found the devil in me –
Or will fate
Do its best to me?
Some things are better not known
But it’s often hard to Dance
When one thinks of romance –
Heavy in your arms.
Let the world turn
Let the oceans over-flow;
Let the Green light in your Eyes
Wash me under.
Strange, the twilight
The Shadow of your Heart;
The day, the night
The shadow of your heart.
I heard your heart beating, so in the
Shadow of your heart
In the green light shimmering…
I stayed in the darkness with
~ Finis ~